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Loose purse

Loose purse.


Rustling sound of coins.

Tobacco stain.


Empty pocket.

Singing for a buck.

No money for homeless man.

Stomach craving.


Fading plate.

Eating on hope.

Filling soul with dreams.

Ruthless world.

Hunger comes at a price.

Dim light.

Fire furnace.

Heart burn.

Fumbling through garbage.

No food for the poor.

Wastage on dinner table.

Fumbling in garbage bin.






Work-in-progress, seeker and bundle of contradictions. Stubborn and Refusal to grow up and constantly in search of myself, I blurt it out on my space. Drop in and share some love. Indian by choice.

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